I had not heard of the Lost Kitchen or Erin French before winning an advanced copy of this memoir on BookishFirst, but I am grateful for the chance to get to know Erin through her story. I like memoirs because as opposed to a biography they focus on the heart of the person’s story and this story was full of heart. But any story about the heart is usually full of pain and unfortunately there was plenty of that in this as well. With brutal honest Erin detailed the pain she had experienced and the devastating choices she had made. I loved the way her love for food and cooking was central throughout this book. I am far from a great chef, but the way she talks about food was so good I could almost taste it. The Lost Kitchen sounds like a truly magical place especially because Erin had to lose everything and hit the bottom because she could climb up and find what was lost.